Forbidden Desires(Short Erotica Stories)
Each time he cut off my air flow, the edge got closer. My pussy clenched wildly around him. I felt high and fucking drunk.
“You’re mine now,” he snarled. “Fucking mine. You cum when I tell you, and you thank me when I fill you.”
“Please,” I cried, body thrashing. “Please, I need to. . .”
“Beg.”
“Let me cum,” I sobbed. “Please. I’m your fucktoy, your little slut, your whore, just let me. . .please. . .”
His hand released my throat. “Cum. Now.” My scream broke the room.
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This is a sinfully seductive collection of short erotica stories that dive headfirst into the deliciously dirty side of desire. Each story explores a different slice of lust, from forbidden flings and dominant obsessions to irresistible lust that burns hot and fast.
Inside, you will meet possessive alpha heroes who know exactly what they want, and it’s always her. Whether it’s a cocky professor seducing his eager student or a steamy late-night encounter between longtime neighbors who’ve waited far too long to give in, every chapter brings something dark, filthy, and unforgettable.
These stories celebrate the raw, messy, and magnetic power of sexuality. No shame. No rules. Just unfiltered pleasure.
If you’re looking for unapologetic smut with fantasy-driven heat and dominant heroes who love hard and claim harder, you’ve found your next obsession.
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Chapter: Pure sexHis mouth crashes against mine again, deeper this time. Hungrier. There’s no hesitation when his tongue sweeps past my lips, claiming, devouring, taking everything he wants. His hands follow, greedy and deliberate as they roam my body like he owns it. And maybe, right now, he does. They slide down my curves with a possessive heat, fingers tracing every inch like he’s committing it to memory. What started as a tender kiss spirals, fast, into something darker, rougher, and aching with urgency. When his hands reach my chest, he doesn’t pause. He cups my breasts firmly, squeezing hard enough to pull a gasp from my throat, muffled into his kiss. He swallows the sound like it feeds him. Then his hands are behind me, tugging my zipper down in one swift motion. Our clothes hit the floor in a messy blur, forgotten, and he lifts me like I weigh nothing, placing me on the bed with a care that only makes the hunger more unbearable. His palms find my skin again, and my back arches helplessl
Last Updated: 2025-07-31
Chapter: The mob bossThe boss stood up for the first time. He still wore his black, hand-tailored suit, only now the pant zipper was down. His cock protruded from the orifice. It was fully erect and far larger than I ever could have imagined. The boss was not a tall man, yet his member was larger even than the twins’. In fact, it seemed better suited for one of the gargantuan bodyguards than a man of the boss’s stature. Yet there it stood, hard as rock and riddled with veins.My heart started to race as I eyed the member fearfully. Fear soon washed over me as the man took a step. The cock barely even moved as he approached. My palms grew sweaty and every cell in my body cried for me to flee. But I knew that was not an option.“Please don’t do this,” I begged, terrified at the thought of losing my virginity to such a well-endowed man.He didn’t answer. He just kept walking, his cock growing ever closer to my virgin body. In a few steps, he reached the desk. Reaching out, he grabbed my waist and, with surpr
Last Updated: 2025-07-22
Chapter: The mob boss IIThe massive hardwood desk stood behind me, so all I had to do was lean back, place my hands atop it, and lift myself onto it. A shiver ran through me as the cold surface made contact with my body. The boss and I now stood across from each other.“Spread your legs.”My heart skipped a beat. There could only be one reason why he would ask me to do this. Unfortunately, there was nothing I could do to stop it. I slowly spread my legs, revealing the tight, clean-shaven pussy that stood between them. My captor eyed it with great interest, a barely noticeable smile curling his lips as he did.“Play with yourself.”Part of me was relieved that was all I was being asked to do. Another part suddenly felt self-conscious. I glanced over my shoulder at the two guards. They still stood there, perfectly still.“Don’t worry about them,” said the man. My nervousness had clearly not gone unnoticed. “They will do whatever I tell them to.” To prove his point, he gestured for the two men to step forward.
Last Updated: 2025-07-22
Chapter: The mob boss I awoke to a throbbing headache. Every heartbeat was an explosion of pain. It took all the strength I had just to sit up. My head spun for a second before I allowed my eyes to flutter open. Tears blurred my vision, making the world appear as a distorted mess. All I could see were colors and shapes.I tried to speak, but only a faint squeal escaped. My throat was dry, keeping the words that were difficultly formed within my brain from reaching the outside world. I tried a few more times before finally giving up.I began to panic. Where was I? How had I gotten here? And why was my head throbbing?It took a while for the confusion caused by my brutal return to reality to fade. By then, my vision had returned and I was finally able to study my surroundings.I sat on the floor of a high-end office. A few pieces of furniture were present, but the room was for the most part empty. Whoever owned it had clearly just moved in. My gaze instinctively travelled to the black, hardwood desk, but the
Last Updated: 2025-07-22
Chapter: My sexy maths teacher II“Just come up here Ethan, I have to show you something before we start” she said with an inviting smile on her face. Her lips seemed extra puffy today.I smiled back at her and stood up and walked over to her. As I stood next to her I couldn’t help but look down her shirt and get a full view of her breasts as I licked my lips. I then noticed the desk was empty “What am I looking at?” I asked in confusion“My tits stupid!” she said with a devilish grin on her face as she reached out and grabbed my cock through my pants firmly.“What … What are you doing Mrs Sinclar?!” I said in shock, but doing nothing to stop her from holding onto my ever-growing cock.“I see the way you look at me, I know you want to fuck me. And even more, I want to fuck you” At this point, her hands start to rub my cock through my pants, “Now you aren’t going to tell anyone, Ok? And you’re going to fuck me exactly like I want you to.”“What about your husband?” I ask as I groan as she continues to rub my cock“He’s
Last Updated: 2025-07-22
Chapter: My sexy math’s teacher“Hello? Earth to Ethan!” I look up to see my maths teacher staring at me“Um, what?” I ask with a genuinely surprised look on my face. I am met with the laughter of the classroom as I realise I’ve been caught in the middle of class daydreaming again.“Don’t worry” My teacher sighs in disappointment “Ben, what’s the answer”“Forty two” Ben replies with easeI look back at Mrs Sinclar as she meets my eyes and gives me a disappointing look. The worst part about all this is once I looked at the question I knew the answer straight away.I'm woken from my day dream again by the bell that is ringing to signal the end of class. I quickly pack up my things and head towards the door.“What were you dreaming about this time?” Mrs Sinclar asks without looking up from the papers that she is marking.“Um, nothing” I respond as she gives me a look that chills me to the core. “Um, I don’t know, anything, nothing, just anything to get out of this maths class … No offence Mrs Sinclair!”“Haha, it's fin
Last Updated: 2025-07-22
Sold To The Ruthless Mafia Don
"I am your master, I own you. Until your father is able to pay me what he owes, you are just a body for me to fuck and dispose of as soon as you give me an heir" His grip on my chin grew more hurtful as he said those words to me. His menacing scowl made him look like he would want want nothing more than to kill me on the spot.
"I am going to pay you back, Tell me how much he owes you right now and I'm going to pay everything back, YOU SON OF A BITCH!" I scream as hard as I can into his face. My hand balling into a fist.
His head snapped back as he erupted into a wicked laughter, you think you can pay me what your father owes me?" He released my chin then moved to steps backward.
His voice dropped to a whisper, vibrating with restrained anger as he continue to speak, "I dare you to try. Your father owes me half a million dollars, but since you have decided to take on this debt, I give you a month."
Rue; Freedom was everything I have ever yearned for, a time when I can finally breathe a breath of relief, a time when I can finally be relieved of the burden of my alcoholic, selfish and gambling addicted father.
Until my father sold me to the ruthless mafia Don, Alessandro Vanillin as a payment of five hundred thousand dollars.
It was stupid of me to think I was better away from my father.
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Chapter: Ch 58RUE By the time we get back, my arms are sore and I’m ready to collapse, but Claire insists on helping me “style the closet” with all the new clothes. Which really just means she lounges on my bed while I do the arranging. I’m hanging up a navy midi dress when she suddenly says, “So… there’s this party tonight.” I glance over my shoulder. “Okay?” She twirls a strand of hair around her finger. “I was invited, but I don’t know if I feel like going alone.” “When is it?” “This night.” I pause mid-hanger. “You’re just saying this now?” She shrugs. “It slipped my mind during our retail therapy. So? Will you come with me?” I hesitate, but the look on her face is already victorious. “Fine,” I sigh. Claire jumps up like she just won the lottery. “Perfect. But there’s no way you’re wearing any of those boring outfits tonight.” I give her a look. “I just bought these.” “Exactly. And they’re for school. Not for a night of music, lights, and questionable decisions. Come to my room. I’
Last Updated: 2025-08-01
Chapter: Ch 57RUEBy the time we get back, my arms are sore and I’m ready to collapse, but Claire insists on helping me “style the closet” with all the new clothes. Which really just means she lounges on my bed while I do the arranging.I’m hanging up a navy midi dress when she suddenly says, “So… there’s this party tonight.”I glance over my shoulder. “Okay?”She twirls a strand of hair around her finger. “I was invited, but I don’t know if I feel like going alone.”“When is it?”“This night.”I pause mid-hanger. “You’re just saying this now?”She shrugs. “It slipped my mind during our retail therapy. So? Will you come with me?”I hesitate, but the look on her face is already victorious.“Fine,” I sigh.Claire jumps up like she just won the lottery. “Perfect. But there’s no way you’re wearing any of those boring outfits tonight.”I give her a look. “I just bought these.”“Exactly. And they’re for school. Not for a night of music, lights, and questionable decisions. Come to my room. I’ll find somet
Last Updated: 2025-07-31
Chapter: Ch 56RUE The stairs feel longer this morning. My feet are bare against the polished wood, and there’s a lingering ache in my legs from the heels and the hours of standing yesterday. I pull Alessandro’s hoodie tighter around me and make my way toward the breakfast room. Halfway down the stairs, I hear footsteps, fast and light. Then Claire appears around the corner with her phone in her hand and that familiar mischievous grin stretched across her face. “There she is,” she says, pointing at me like I’ve just been summoned by the press. “Mrs. Vanilli, the icon herself.” I blink at her. “You okay?” She practically jogs up the last few steps to meet me and grabs my wrist. “Rue, you’re all over the internet. I mean, I thought there’d be backlash. I expected it. But they love you. Like, full-on worshipping you.” “What?” I ask, half-laughing, half-suspicious. “For the dress?” “For the whole damn thing.” She waves her phone in my face, screen filled with headlines. “‘A Blue-Blooded Bride for
Last Updated: 2025-07-31
Chapter: Ch 55RUEI sit on the edge of the bed, my fists clenched around the ruined silk pooled in my lap.The stain is deep and ugly, spreading across the bodice like a wound. It’s sticky against my skin. I can still smell the wine sharp, bitter, and clinging to everything.Claire is pacing.Back and forth. Hair bouncing, phone in her hand, muttering to herself like if she keeps moving, she’ll find the answer.“Okay, okay, we can fix this. Maybe Nina can… No, it’s silk, she can’t. God, why did she even have wine in here?”I don’t answer.I’m too busy biting down the fury rising in my throat. My heart is pounding. I can feel it in my temples.That dress was perfect.This moment was supposed to be perfect.And now I’m sitting here, cold and stained and humiliated, while Celeste probably glides down the hallway like she didn’t just throw a grenade into the middle of my wedding day.Claire stops in front of me, her eyes wild. “Rue, say something. Do you want me to call someone? Should I call Alessandr
Last Updated: 2025-07-31
Chapter: Ch 54RUEA knock comes first, then the door creaks open before I can even respond.“Rue?” Claire’s voice is chipper, too chipper for this hour.I groan softly, eyes squinting against the sunlight pouring through the curtains.Claire’s already halfway in the room before I can react. “Oh. Ohh… wow.”I sit up quickly, blanket yanked to my chest. Her eyes widen with mock scandal.“Well, well, well,” she says, grinning. “Look who decided to show up for her wedding thoroughly... exercised.”“Claire,” I mutter, my voice hoarse with sleep and embarrassment.She looks pointedly at the messy sheets, my bare shoulders, then around the room. “Where’s Lover Boy?”“Gone,” I mutter, glancing toward the door.Claire walks in, hands on her hips, eyes sparkling with amusement. “Snuck out early, huh? Probably didn’t want to risk me catching him with bed hair. Smart man.”I sink further under the covers.She laughs. “Rue, you're blushing. I haven’t seen you blush since you tripped in front of the priest durin
Last Updated: 2025-07-31
Chapter: Ch 53RUE‘s POV His mouth crashes against mine again, deeper this time. Hungrier. There’s no hesitation when his tongue sweeps past my lips, claiming, devouring, taking everything he wants. His hands follow, greedy and deliberate as they roam my body like he owns it. And maybe, right now, he does. They slide down my curves with a possessive heat, fingers tracing every inch like he’s committing it to memory. What started as a tender kiss spirals, fast, into something darker, rougher, and aching with urgency. When his hands reach my chest, he doesn’t pause. He cups my breasts firmly, squeezing hard enough to pull a gasp from my throat, muffled into his kiss. He swallows the sound like it feeds him. Then his hands are behind me, tugging my zipper down in one swift motion. Our clothes hit the floor in a messy blur, forgotten, and he lifts me like I weigh nothing, placing me on the bed with a care that only makes the hunger more unbearable. His palms find my skin again, and my back arche
Last Updated: 2025-07-30
Chapter: Together forever FIONA'S POV.The silence in the room was heavy after Marcellus left. I sat on the bed, my arms wrapped protectively around my belly, trying to reassure myself. “He’ll be back soon,” I whispered, but the words didn’t chase away the lingering fear. The muffled sounds of chaos outside didn’t help. My instincts told me to stay calm, but every fiber of my being wanted to run after Marcellus, to be near him. A sudden creak from the door snapped me out of my thoughts. My head whipped toward the sound, my heart racing. The door swung open violently, and a figure stepped in. “Lena?” I gasped, recognizing the Alpha’s daughter who had always been cold and distant toward me. She shut the door behind her with a slam, her movements sharp and furious. Her eyes, wild with rage, locked onto mine. “You,” she spat, her voice dripping with venom. I instinctively backed up, pressing against the headboard. “Lena, what are you doing here? Marcellus told me to stay here—” “Shut up!” she snapped
Last Updated: 2025-01-28
Chapter: Pure chaos MARCELLUS’ POV.It was a cool evening, the stars twinkling in the clear sky I had been planning this for days, making sure everything was perfect. Fiona deserved nothing less. “Where are we going?” she asked, her voice filled with curiosity as I guided her outside the packhouse. “Patience, my love,” I said, a small smile tugging at my lips. “You’ll see soon enough.” She clutched my arm as we walked through the garden, her steps light but hesitant. The cool night air made her cheeks rosy, and her fiery red hair shone under the moonlight. She looked breathtaking, as she always did. Finally, we reached the spot I had prepared. A blanket was spread out on the soft grass, surrounded by lanterns that cast a warm, flickering light. A basket full of her favorite snacks sat in the center, and a small bouquet of wildflowers rested beside it. Her eyes widened as she took it all in. “Marcellus… this is beautiful.” I watched her reaction closely, feeling a wave of satisfaction at her
Last Updated: 2025-01-27
Chapter: Friends ForeverMARCELLUS’ POV.The sun was blazing hot as Raymond and I stood in the training arena, sweat dripping down my face as I readied myself for another sparring session. I couldn’t help but smirk at him as he adjusted his stance, trying to look confident. “You ready to lose, Raymond?” I teased, rolling my shoulders to ease the tension. He chuckled, shaking his head. “You talk big for someone who barely landed a hit last time.” “Barely?” I raised a brow. “Let’s settle this with a wager then. The winner gets a wish granted by the loser. Deal?” Raymond hesitated for a moment, but then nodded, a sly grin spreading across his face. “Deal. Don’t cry when you lose, Alpha.” We circled each other, the air thick with tension and determination. He came at me fast, throwing a punch that I dodged easily. I countered with a swift kick that nearly knocked him off his feet. For a moment, I thought I had him, but Raymond was nothing if not crafty. He feigned a stumble and came back with a series o
Last Updated: 2025-01-26
Chapter: Three months laterFIONA’S POVThe morning sun streamed through the curtains, filling the room with a warm glow. I sat on the bed, my hand resting on my now-visible baby bump. It still felt surreal, knowing that three little lives were growing inside me. Marcellus walked into the room carrying a tray of food, his face lighting up when he saw me. “Good morning, my love,” he said, placing the tray on the bedside table. I smiled at him, though I couldn’t hide the slight frown as I glanced at the food. My eating habits had been all over the place these past few months. Some days I couldn’t stop eating, while on others, even the smell of food made my stomach turn. “What’s wrong?” he asked, sitting beside me and taking my hand. “I’m just not sure if I can eat,” I admitted. He gave me a soft smile, brushing a strand of hair behind my ear. “Just try a little, for me? And for the babies?” His words always had a way of melting my worries. I nodded, picking up a piece of toast. As I ate, Marcellus wa
Last Updated: 2025-01-25
Chapter: Away from homeFIONA'S POV I sat on the sofa in Marcellus’s room, my legs tucked under me as I absentmindedly flipped through a book. The sunlight streamed through the large windows, warming the room and making everything feel peaceful. Marcellus was at his desk, stacks of files surrounding him as he worked. It was strange seeing him like this—calm, focused, and completely off I couldn’t help but watch him. His golden hair caught the light as he leaned forward, his brows furrowed in concentration. Every so often, he’d glance at me and smile, making my heart flutter. “This is nice,” I said softly, leaning back against the cushions. “I could get used to this.” He chuckled without looking up. “Used to what? Watching me work?” “Used to spending quiet days with you,” I replied, smiling. “It’s peaceful.” Marcellus looked up then, his eyes softening. “I wish every day could be like this,” he said, his voice full of warmth. I felt a surge of happiness, my hand unconsciously resting on my stomac
Last Updated: 2025-01-24
Chapter: News that burnedLENA’S POV The room was quiet, the kind of stillness that made every little noise louder. I sat on the edge of my bed, my nails tapping against the wooden frame as I stared out the window. The moon hung low in the sky, casting a pale glow over the pack grounds. My father was late. I checked the time again, biting my lip to stop myself from screaming into the empty room. Finally, the sound of footsteps echoed in the hallway, followed by the creak of the door opening. Father walked in, his face stern and his steps heavy. “Lena,” he said, closing the door behind him. “It’s late. What’s the matter now?” I didn’t wait for him to come closer. Instead, I jumped up and ran to him, grabbing his arm as tears spilled down my cheeks. “Father,” I whimpered, my voice breaking. “It’s ruined! Everything is ruined!” He frowned, his hands resting on my shoulders. “What are you talking about, child? What’s ruined?” “Marcellus,” I cried, my voice shaking. “He knows. He knows it was all an act!
Last Updated: 2025-01-24
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